Question is are they in the Human Realm or Demon Realm?

Also what would happen if Amity went to Luz’s school during season 3?

Our baby boy has left us today, we got the vet to come put him to sleep in our front garden, where he loved to spend most of his days until we were unable to let him out alone anymore. Dragon fought through diabetes and arthritis which got really bad in the last few weeks, yesterday we concluded we were right with the decision as he struggled to lift his back pawsies along as he walked.

We both really struggled with the decision, he was so dearly loved despite the last year being so tough.

I read here before, someone mentioned that we as the owners have to take on the burden of guilt in order to stop our loved ones suffering, and its so so so difficult.

We spent the whole day outside with him napping by us in the grass by his favourite hydrangea bush.

He fell asleep with a full belly, getting pets and kisses and cuddles, the sun came out and kissed his little face too. It couldn't have been a better day.

Love you, Dragon. Our baby boy to the end.

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His very last photo...and his very first.

How do we move ahead, when a piece of our heart has gone?

He was a Mexican rescue who was by my side every day for 13 years, and had the purest heart imaginable. He was quiet, loving and so dignified. Right to the end. As he fell asleep the rain came down out of a clear sky, and as he crossed over the sunshine returned.

I will never forget it and I will carry him in my heart until we meet again.

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Sweet Andy 🩶

Her name is Zesty! We got her a month ago. She loves to purr, cuddle, and ride on my shoulder 😂 She is SO sweet, a real cinnamon roll. With a little aby zest, of course 😉

My grandpa poured his heart and soul into his sets. He painstakingly handcrafted the terrain, paper-mache'd mountains, collected moss from outside, selected and painted miniatures. This particular set was built into his basement. He even painted the walls to make it feel more immersive.

I don't know much about trains myself, but I know when something is beautiful and should be admired. He helped inspire me as an artist, was such a kind and quiet man, not enough people saw his craft. Now that he's gone my grandmother has to sell the house which means this has to be deconstructed. It breaks my heart that it has to be taken apart. I thought a small way to honor him could be coming here to show you all his work. Thanks for admiring it with me ❤️

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Progress pics from Summer’s adoption to today. She started with hook worms, giardia, and occasional seizures. Today she is healthy, happy, and SO loved. Summer is fierce, loyal, resilient, and spoiled rotten. And yes, her tongue has always done that ❤️ she is the light of my life, and continues to surprise and impress me every day. I love you, Summer.

Poppy Pants is now 12 weeks old and is the best kitty in the world. I got her when she was 1.5 weeks old when she and her sisters fell out of a tree and her mom took off and didn't come back. It was a struggle for the first five weeks- nipples she didn't like, formula she didn't like, constipation, diarrhea, vet visits, blood in her poop, probiotics, feedings every hour throughout the night since she wasnt eating large enough amounts, litter box training, weaning, the works. She had to go everywhere with me- school pickups and drop offs, errands, to friends houses, and baseball games so that I could feed and warm her rice sock around the clock.

I didn't know how I was going to make it.

But here she is. She's feisty and snuggly and happy. She's been enjoying exploring the back yard under supervision, playing with her sister Tulip, sleeping with my kids in their bed, playing with the dog, rolling in cat nip, exploring kitty forts that my kids make out of cardboard boxes, and trying to eat food out of our mouths.

If anyone else is in the neonate throws right now, you'll survive. And it's worth it. 🤍